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Judge, Jury And ExecutionerAs I walk along the lineI have no sense space and time where I'm going And I see a mother with a child, the boy reminds me of myself He still unknowing I write my name across the sky my eyes are open wide and I can't see a thing And I hear a thousand melodies and passing cars and shaking trees I hear them dying I'm traveling at the speed of light I let you go so hold on tight I'm just jury an executioner And I'm a prisoner of my mind I'm on top of a skyscraper And it's on fire and so am I I'm not afraid And I will walk across the high wire And dance as I desire I'm traveling at the speed of light I let you go so hold on tight I'm just jury an executioner And I'm a prisoner of my mind Over heart But heart over stone I'm coming home Ooh I'm coming home |